Night had fallen.
Villa 18 was shrouded in darkness. Although the lights along the corridor turned on automatically when they drove in, they weren't bright enough to illuminate the interior of the house.
Puzzled, Shen Zihao raised an eyebrow. The car came to a stop and Shen Liangchuan got out.
Shen Zihao could only follow.
After this, he saw Shen Liangchuan walking into the house.
Frowning, he followed behind.
When Shen Liangchuan arrived at the door, he turned to look at his younger brother and said, "My guess is that when Shen Xiu went home, he was flustered and exasperated. He must have cursed and swore that I was disobedient and disrespectful to the elders, and that I even wanted to hit him. Am I right?"
After all, they were father and son and had lived together for more than ten years. Shen Liangchuan knew his own father very well.